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(this chapter contains some slightly mature scenes i.e. sexual scenes ime basically smut, skip the chapter if needed. You won't be missing the flow of story by doing this. Read at your own risk. Warning 18+.

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✨ CHAPTER FORTY✨

As they waited for the elevator, Shubman couldn't help but steal glances at Mrunmayee's luscious lips, his desire burning hotter with each passing moment.

"Mrunmayee," he whispered, his voice husky with desire, "you have the most irresistible lips I've ever seen."

Mrunmayee's cheeks flushed as she met his intense gaze, feeling a surge of anticipation coursing through her veins. "Shubman," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, "you have no idea what you do to me."

The elevator arrived, its doors sliding open with a soft ding. Shubman gestured for Mrunmayee to enter first, his eyes never leaving her as they stepped inside, the space suddenly feeling charged with tension.

As the elevator doors closed, Shubman's hand found its way to the small of Mrunmayee's back, pulling her closer to him. "I can't wait to taste those lips of yours," he murmured, his voice low and filled with longing.

Mrunmayee's breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat of his body against hers, her heart racing with anticipation. "Shubman," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire, "I want you, now."

The elevator seemed to move agonizingly slow as they stood there, lost in each other's gaze, their desire threatening to consume them both.

As the elevator doors finally opened on Mrunmayee's floor, Shubman took her hand and led her out into the hallway, his gaze never leaving hers.

"Come on," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "let's not waste any more time."

Mrunmayee's heart pounded in her chest as she followed him down the hallway, her anticipation growing with each step they took.

She fumbled with her keys, her hands trembling with excitement, as Shubman stood beside her, his eyes dark with desire.

Finally unlocking the door, they stepped inside Mrunmayee's apartment, the air heavy with anticipation. Shubman closed the door behind them, his gaze locking with hers as he took her into his arms.

"Mrunmayee," he whispered, his voice filled with longing, "I need you."

Mrunmayee's breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat of his body against hers, her desire matching his intensity. "Shubman," she murmured, her voice trembling with need, "I want you too."

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, the fire between them igniting with each touch. Shubman's hands roamed eagerly over her body, his touch setting her skin ablaze with desire.

Breaking the kiss, he whispered against her lips, "I've been dreaming about this moment, about you, for so long."

Mrunmayee's heart swelled with emotion as she looked into his eyes, her own filled with love and longing. "I've been waiting for you, Shubman," she confessed, her voice filled with sincerity.

Shubman kissed Mrunmayee's lips hungrily, their passion reaching its peak, the sudden sound of the doorbell shattered the moment, making him curse loudly under his breath.

Mrunmayee quickly composed herself, smoothing down her hair and adjusting her clothes before making her way to the door.

Opening it, she was met with the sight of her nosy, gossip-loving neighbor, Rasika Aunty, standing there with a saccharine smile plastered on her face.